Wednesday, August 15, 2007 7:50 a.m.
The magazines beside my keyboard: Vanity Fair, Town & Country, House & Garden, Travel + Leisure. I am going to work for all of them and not a few others.
I may not have that chug-a-chug location in Los Angeles or New York City, but I've got a place in a patch of country served by two Interstates, and even better, for atmosphere, for me, I have in miniature-- really, the place is a doll's house--that coveted corner office, well stocked bar, library, kitchen, and garden tucked fast beside an exurban squire's yard and the remainder of the landlord's undeveloped property.
Instead of the noise of domestic quarrels and sirens so familiar to the ears in Prince George's County, one falls to sleep and wakes in the still low and rural hills of Hagerstown to bird song and crickets.
The place has become pleasant for working.
Correspondence and Permissions: James S. Oppenheim
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